We made it.
This time next year, I'll be posting pictures of graduation. I can taste the finality.
It's all very exciting until I feel the choke hold of fear of what happens next.
I wish I could look back on this year and say "that wasn't so bad." But, I can't. It was hard. Uber hard.
So many times I've thought "what the H were we thinking having you go back to school?"
I pray it's all worth it. I pray we find a golden job. I pray we don't go bankrupt from student loans.
It's too late to turn back now so I will go forward with my fist in the air while screaming "Let's do this!" Or maybe "Get er' done!" I haven't decided yet.